A familiar voice came from not far away, and Xia Fan understood instantly after hearing it.

Is this the voice of Xuanyuan Zhicheng? Why did it come so quickly?

Your movements are really fast. You can run so fast and still be caught up by you.

Xia Fan originally wanted to find a place to hide but found that there was nowhere to hide. Forget it, no matter how hard he hid, he would eventually be discovered by them, so he might as well tell them the truth.

"Lao Xia, I know you are here, come back with us."

"Yes, brother Xia Fan (Lao Xia), we all miss you very much. Come back with us."

They sincerely hope that Xia Fan can choose to go back, and no matter what Xia Fan becomes in the end, they will choose to accept him.

"If I don't leave, South China College will have no place worth remembering me."

Although Xia Fan said this, he still cared about the dean and this college in his heart, and he was reluctant to leave. He chose to leave for the good of everyone.

Xuanyuan Zhicheng was about to open his mouth to continue saying something, but Linghu Yuxuan reached out and touched his shoulder, interrupting what he was about to say. It seemed that she had a better way.

"Wait a minute, let me talk."

When he heard that Linghu Yuxuan wanted to persuade Xia Fan, Xuanyuan Zhicheng naturally would not refuse.

And Xuanyuan Zhicheng believed that with Linghu Yuxuan's wisdom, he could successfully convince Xia Fan, and even if he couldn't convince him, he could still be shaken in his heart.

"Xuan'er, please tell me."

Xia Xueer on the side said that she was so sad. The two of them were just together. They listened to their wife before they got married, unlike someone...

Thinking of this, Xia Xueer turned to Ouyang Furui who was standing aside, wondering why this idiot didn't understand. Apart from being usually carefree and timid, there was nothing else.

Linghu Yuxuan bravely stepped forward and asked Xia Fan: "Then tell me what are the things that are not worth remembering."

"Do I need to say that it's not worth it? How many people in the world care about me!" Of course, this is just an excuse for Xia Fan not to go back, and he knows this very well.

"Not worth it? Is this what you mean by not worth it? Your sister, your relatives, your friends, who doesn't care about you?"

In fact, there is one sentence that Linghu Yuxuan did not say, and that is: Everyone in the Heroes Association cares about you.

Such an answer was to the point. Xia Fan had no room for refutation and could only choose to answer the question with a question.

"Do you know how I feel? Do you know what I think?"

"Have you ever thought about what we think when you give up on yourself like this? Do you know how important you are to everyone in the Hero Association?"

Xia Xueer is the only brother like you. Even if you don’t care, we have to consider Xia Xueer, right? On the way here, she also told me that her favorite person is Xia Fan. No matter whether she will get married or not, she will stay with her forever.

By my brother's side.

"Some people still want me to die. Only in this way will everyone live happily." Xia Fan thinks that now he has no shame to see anyone.

"How can you say such a thing? They want you to do this and they applaud you. Why should you make these people who have done bad things happy while you feel uncomfortable alone?"

"I know that you are in pain, uncomfortable, and have low self-esteem because of the bloody incident, because your appearance has also changed, and I will also find a way to change you back to the way you were before."

Linghu Yuxuan continued: "So Xia Fan, I sincerely request you to come back and come back to everyone in the Heroes Association. The Heroes Association cannot be without a master for a day."

Xia Fan was shocked after hearing this, and his pupils shrank suddenly, Senior sister, I know you are doing it for my own good, and I am very happy to know such a good senior student like you.

But... I have made up my mind, but for your sake, senior sister, I am still willing to give you a chance.

"Okay, you can go back if you want. I want to challenge one of you to a duel. If you win, I will go with you."

Xuanyuan Zhicheng showed joy at this. Although it would take some effort, it was not bad, thanks to Xuan'er, otherwise no matter how hard they tried to persuade him, it would be useless.

"Okay, I promise you this."

According to Xuanyuan Zhicheng's understanding of Xia Fan, it was impossible for him to beat his biological sister, nor could he duel with a timid person like Ouyang Furui. The only possibility was with himself.

As expected, as Xuanyuan Zhicheng expected, the person Xia Fan chose was indeed him.

"Xuanyuan Zhicheng, I want to challenge you to a duel!"

Xuanyuan Zhicheng agreed without hesitation, "I accept your challenge."

In fact, there was another reason why Xia Fan chose to challenge him in a one-on-one fight. If he could defeat himself in dragon form, it would be enough to prove that he still had some strength.

"Everyone, spread out! To avoid accidental injury, Ouyang, I have to ask you to protect Xuan'er again."

"Don't worry, I understand."

When the three of them saw this, they quickly retreated. They did not stop until they had retreated to a certain distance and confirmed that they would not be harmed.

"Old Xia, I'm offended." Xuanyuan Zhicheng raised the Soul-Eating Sky-Destroying Sword vertically to look at himself, and then slashed at Xia Fan without hesitation.

Faced with Xuanyuan Zhicheng's fierce offensive, Xia Fan chose to raise his spear horizontally and successfully withstood the attack. The collision between the spear and sword caused sparks of sparks to appear.

Xuanyuan Zhicheng tried to suppress the single-halberd crescent gun, but Xia Fan's strength was too great and there was no way to resist.

Xia Fan also tried to challenge Xuanyuan Zhicheng's weapon, but unexpectedly found that Xuanyuan Zhicheng's strength had improved, so he was a little more surprised.

The two sides were in a stalemate without distinction, and the few people who came to watch only felt a little upset.

Xuanyuan Zhicheng knew that there was no way to continue the stalemate like this. When facing Xia Fan's offensive, he opened his sword wide and chose to draw the sword out, and then used ruthless moves.

His sword stabbed at Xia Fan as fast as raindrops, and the opponent blocked it from left to right, blocking all Xuanyuan Zhicheng's attacks.

Examining this sword light, Xia Fan could feel Xuanyuan Zhicheng's progress and felt that his speed was much faster than before.

Each wave of Xuanyuan Zhicheng's offensive is like flowing clouds and flowing water, and his sword skills are like poetry and painting.

Xuanyuan Zhicheng began to charge forward with his sword, and began to attack Xia Fan. The Soul-eating Heavenly Destruction Sword met the edge of the sword he swung and outlined a calm sword energy. Xia Fan had no choice but to hold the single-halberd crescent gun.

Block again.

Xia Fan struggled to suppress the incoming sword, and simply raised his gun to suppress it. He circled the spear and struck hard at Xuanyuan Zhicheng's weapon, almost sending the Soul-Eating Heavenly Destruction Sword flying.

As a result, he staggered a few times and almost fell down. Fortunately, Xuanyuan Zhicheng's grip was tight enough, otherwise his hand would probably be separated from the Soul-Eating Heavenly Destruction Sword, and Xia Fan could also use his spear to stop it at the moment he missed it.

Hold the opponent's neck, and the winner will be determined at that moment.

Xia Fan turned his disadvantage into an advantage, knowing that he could not let go of the opportunity when it came, so he held on to the single-halberd crescent gun and sent it with all his strength.

Faced with Xia Fan's approaching spear tip, Xuanyuan Zhicheng had no choice but to take action one step ahead of him and once again raised his sword to stab Xia Fan.

Although this sword seemed soft, it was surprisingly fast, and the flashy blow made Xia Fan unable to dodge!

Xia Fan's pupils shrank when he saw this, showing an unbelievable look, "Why so fast? In that case, I'll stay with you!"

"when!"

There was another crisp blow, a gun and a sword. Under the command of the two men, the two sides crossed each other, attacking heavily, and transformed into double spy shadows, which gave a sense of a war about to break out.

"Xia Fan, even if I break your legs, I will take you back to South China College!"

The moment Xuanyuan Zhicheng finished speaking, the Soul-Eating Sky-Destroying Sword struck Xia Fan's weapon hard.

Swords are naturally much lighter than guns. It is not easy to fly a single halberd and crescent gun, and Xuanyuan Zhicheng is looking for a suitable place to stay.

In terms of strength, Xia Fan was superior to Xuanyuan Zhicheng, but in terms of speed, Xia Fan had no way to compete with him, and he could only use his advantage of speed to surge ahead.

Xuanyuan Zhicheng shouted loudly, and used the Soul-Eating Sky-Destroying Sword to its extreme, stabbing him with twelve swords in a row. The speed was so fast that one could not catch the shadow, and it was like overlapping phantoms.

Xia Fan examined the layers of shadows and murmured unconsciously: "So fast!"

He suddenly accelerated!

In this case, there is no way to resist this wave of offensive. Sooner or later, he will catch the weakness, and it will only be a matter of time before he wants to defeat himself.

Seeing Xia Fan reveal his flaw, Xuanyuan Zhi seemed to have grasped the opportunity, and a beautiful smile suddenly appeared on his face, right now!

Naturally, Xuanyuan Zhicheng would not let go of this opportunity. He seized the loophole under Xia Fan's arm and tried his best to send it off.

The Soul-Eating Sky-Destroying Sword actually knocked away the single-halberd crescent gun in Xia Fan's hand! As a result, not only Xia Fan, but also several people from the Heroes Association didn't react to say what was going on.

Before Xia Fan could recover, Xuanyuan Zhicheng's horizontal sword touched Xia Fan's neck.

The single-halberd crescent gun fell to the ground casually, and Xia Fan still felt a little unbelievable when facing his forced defeat.

You actually lost... Xuanyuan Zhicheng, you did a great job and you have made great progress during this period.

A sad smile appeared on the corner of Xia Fan's mouth. His mood was extremely complicated now. He didn't know whether he should be happy or sad.

"You lose." After finishing speaking, Xuanyuan Zhicheng put down the weapon against Xia Fan's neck.

Xia Fan just nodded helplessly, and Ouyang Furui and Xia Xueer were also happy for this.

"It's over so soon?" Nian Xuedu, who was standing on a high place overlooking everything, looked at the people below. We haven't done anything yet. Could it be that today's work was in vain?

"I don't think so, look." August Miao pointed at Xia Fan, who felt something was wrong, and found that this matter was not as simple as they thought.

Cough!

Xia Fan suddenly fell to the ground and began to twitch. He felt uncomfortable all over, as if something was about to grow on his body.

Xia Fan only felt as if his body was tense, with pain like exploding all over his body, and he also had unbearable abdominal pain.

Xia Fan's golden vertical pupils flickered as a result, and the color of his pupils became darker. Golden dragon scales grew on the other half of his cheek, and his fingers became thicker and larger.

After struggling for a while, he stood up stiffly, looking like a soulless puppet.
Chapter completed!